"Hey, I'm really sorry. Master Jiang Ci was so beautiful back then. Everyone saw him with admiration and fear. Now he's left in a small broken building and nobody cares about him." The servant sighed.

"You pity him? Why don't you apply to take care of him in the past, I heard that Young Master Jiang Ci has not yet hired a suitable nurse." The short-haired maid glanced at her mouth. The last thing in the rich family is sympathy, especially It's the little people at the bottom like them, who have the qualifications to sympathize with others.

"Fuck you, I don't want to..."

When the young servant thought of the face she had inadvertently seen when Jiang Ci had an accident, her body couldn't help trembling, it was so terrifying and disgusting.

When Su Yue passed by, the two servants quickly shut up. Although they didn't have much respect for Su Yue, the young lady, their attitude on the bright side would not let people get caught wrong.

Hearing the servant's words, Su Yue felt a little uncomfortable.

In the past in the entertainment industry, she had long been accustomed to all kinds of black fans complaining and slandering her. Even if the online abuse was severe, she could still ignore it. At this time, listening to the servant's disgust for Jiang Ci, She actually felt very uncomfortable.

Walking to the living room, Su Yue saw Song Xiaoqing and Jiang Xuan talking and laughing.

Song Xiaoqing saw Su Yue, and the smile on his lips subsided, "You're here, come and sit."

Su Yue walked over.

"I heard that your bamboo forest is ready?" Song Xiaoqing said lightly.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were planting those flowers before, but I asked my grandfather for instructions before pulling out the flowers." Anyway, if I didn't pull out the flowers, would I want her to plant them back?

"Silly boy, I don't mean to blame you. I came to you mainly for Jiang Ci's birthday. Next month will be Jiang Ci's birthday. As you know, Jiang Ci and Mu Hang have the same birthday. We celebrated together, and now Jiang Ci's kid wants to keep a low profile, so if he doesn't attend, I won't force him." Song Xiaoqing rarely gave Su Yue a friendly look, "You are his wife, take good care of Jiang Ci on the birthday party."

Su Yue understood, what Song Xiaoqing meant was that Jiang Ci didn't attend, and she, Su Yue, didn't want to attend either, both of them should just stay in Xiaoyanglou. If she was the original owner, she would definitely feel wronged and vowed to attend Jiang Muhang's birthday party.

"Well, don't worry, mother, I will take good care of Jiang Ci." She was not interested in Jiang Muhang's birthday party at all.

Song Xiaoqing didn't expect her to respond so easily. She looked at Su Yue in astonishment and praised: "You are getting more and more sensible." Seeing Su Yue's thinned cheeks, she rarely cared, "You are Aren't you skinny?"

Hearing the words, Jiang Xuan also looked at Su Yue. Su Yue's face was black and round before, and her facial features seemed to be crowded together. haven't seen each other for a few days. She seems to have lost a lot of weight?

Jiang Xuan thought of her last life. She stayed in Xiaoyanglou all day, and could only face Jiang Ci every day. Because of her worries, her whole body was thin. Isn't Su Yue just like her in her previous life?

Thinking like this, she felt more guilty for Su Yue.

"Mother sees it? I'm losing weight recently." Su Yue smiled.

Song Xiaoqing nodded, without caring too much, she said casually, "Also pay attention to your health."

"I will."

After Jiang Ci got angry that day, she lost another five kilograms, and now she is one hundred and twenty-five kilograms. Although it can't be called plump, she is almost a circle thinner than before.

Jiang Xuan thought that Su Yue was forcing a smile. She had a smile on her face, her dimples were sweet, and she said softly, "Su Yue, if you encounter any troubles, you can talk to me at any time." Now Su Yue has changed A lot, no longer targeting her like before, Jiang Xuan is willing to be her friend and listen to her complaints.

Su Yue looked at Jiang Xuan's sincere and regretful eyes, and she responded casually: "Well." The book mentions that the heroine used small tricks to bring her back to life, so that the heroine married Jiang Ci. And guilt, so I tolerated the female partner many times. Looking at the look in Jiang Xuan's eyes now, it is estimated that her guilt feelings have flooded again?

In fact, Su Yue didn't understand Jiang Xuan's thoughts at all. Since she used the means at the beginning, there is no need to feel guilty now.

After going back, Su Yue saw Jiang Ci lying on the bench in the gazebo, basking in the sun with her eyes closed. This man was reluctant to go downstairs because he insisted on her pulling it in the first few days. At this moment, he was self-conscious.

At this time, Jiang Haoyan, who was playing with Coriander, saw Su Yue coming back, his big eyes lit up, he dropped Coriander, and ran towards her with his short legs.

"What's wrong?" Su Yue looked down at the little guy, he raised his little head, and Fanfan's little mouth was pouted, as if he had something to say to her.

Jiang Haoyan glanced back at Jiang Ci, he stretched out his chubby hand to pull Su Yue's hem, "You squat down."

Su Yue was a little surprised and did as she did.

I saw the little guy leaned over and put his little hand on the side of Su Yue's ear. He quietly and whispered into her ear: "Dad's birthday is coming soon, Hao Hao... Hao Hao wants to buy a gift." Now the little guyUnlike before, she gave Su Yue a cold face.

Not close, but not afraid or defensive.

"You want to give Jiang Ci a birthday present?" Su Yue suppressed her voice like a little guy.

Jiang Haoyan nodded his head, "Is it alright?" He was too young to buy gifts, he had never been out, and he didn't know the way at all. He hoped that Su Yue could take him to buy it.

"Haohao is rich."

Worried that Su Yue would not agree, the little guy's pale face was full of nervousness.He said again in a milky voice, "Haohao has New Year's money." He can buy gifts with his own money.

He raised his small face, his big eyes full of longing, "Is it okay?"